Don’t call me stupid for not loving this 1988 comedy from director Charles Crichton (with an assist from John Cleese). Yes, it has some funny parts, but it is definitely a film I could have died without having seen (although some man in Denmark did laugh himself to death while watching it). Perhaps it’s the decade in which it was made (the 80s) that makes it shine a little less brightly for me. There is something about the hideous...
